Gotta keep folks guessing, don't I?

[Plus, y'know, her police officer of a father.

Planting her hands on her hips she cranes her head back, then leans in to talk to Lamb.]

Well, it's mischief night which means our fellow campers will be makin' spectacles of themselves and camp. So we should probably keep an eye out, make sure they don't get eaten by harpies and keep them from wreckin' the camp too much.